They're a vast palette of greens, lushly hanging over the damp earth of their four-years-now home. This time last year a quickly fleeting hailstorm burst down through the not-yet covered branches of their sheltering tree, and ripped the smooth leaves into raggedy shreds, in just five minutes. They hung there all Summer, never recovered, but enough of themselves left to make their way to Autumn.
Their valiant stand in the face of such decimation was a lovely testament to their hardy natures, and I did not prune, I did not trim. They were who they were, like injured soldiers returned from war, shining even brighter through their wounds.
Last night's roll of thunder gave me an ache of apprehension for the lovely green beings flanking the lawn, as the temperatures have been right to nurture a high nest of hail, but all is well in the beds this morning. The leaves drip great round drops like bright lenses set on the velvet, and the green, crisp with their great overnight drink, hang full and heavy.
Their valiant stand in the face of such decimation was a lovely testament to their hardy natures, and I did not prune, I did not trim. They were who they were, like injured soldiers returned from war, shining even brighter through their wounds.Last night's roll of thunder gave me an ache of apprehension for the lovely green beings flanking the lawn, as the temperatures have been right to nurture a high nest of hail, but all is well in the beds this morning. The leaves drip great round drops like bright lenses set on the velvet, and the green, crisp with their great overnight drink, hang full and heavy.
Oh, I just love hostas. Yours look nice.
ReplyDeleteOh, how lovely, Rachel ... so lush and green and perfect. Your pictures are beautiful, but your words are worth a thousand pictures.
ReplyDelete"Their valiant stand in the face of such decimation was a lovely testament to their hardy natures, and I did not prune, I did not trim. They were who they were, like injured soldiers returned from war, shining even brighter through their wounds."
Such a nice way to end my day. You are truly gifted, my friend.
Hello Rachel, I just commented on your pup story. You have such talent in writing and I enjoy your posts so much. I know I have told you this but it is worth repeating. Smile.
ReplyDeleteYour hostas do look wonderful. Mine are also going crazy this year. I have never seen them so big. I even took photos they look so wonderful. It must be the wet winter we had. What ever it is I am loving the lovely garden this year. Your photos are terrific.
Have a wonderful day tomorrow.
Hugs, Jeanne
We are down with Momma and Ted this weekend and yesterday at Wal-mart (what did people do with out of town guests before Wal-mart?) we saw good sized hostas for $4 a piece. I'm going right to my Wal-mart next weekend and hope they have them there. I want to get at least six. I aspire to a Rachelesque hosta bed!
ReplyDeleteI still don't have any planted here at the Creek House, but I will! I love them!
ReplyDeleteOur six new guys in the far back garden are standing proud and green, and four of them have shot up tall white blooms.
ReplyDeleteY'all are all so kind to comment, and I appreciate your looking in SO much.
I'll update on the plantings later in the week. We did red/white/blue today.
And we're having our ONE little ripe tomato for supper on MEMORIAL DAY!!